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Russia X Reader Chapter 11

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 (Okay okay, here's the real chapter 11. ;D it will be FLUFFEH! XD)

 You hold the child form of Russia close to you, tears rolling down your face. He wasn't gone, it wasn't the end! The one person who made you feel safe, protected, and loved wasn't dead, he was still here, and you could still hug him and tell him how much he means to you...
 However, that would be awkward considering he's now an 8 year old child... Russia looks up at you with his deep voilet eyes. "Don't cry..." He murmured just above a whisper, reaching up and wiping away one of your tears.
 This brought back memories of his gentleness around you, and his viciousness to anything he considered a threat to you. His constant loving gaze and his soft touch had mesmerized you, and his warm protectiveness had always made you feel safe.
 Now, you realized, it was time for you to return a  favor. You smiled down at the small Russia, who was gazing up at you with those striking eyes, which were currently reflecting his childish emotions of curiosity and concern. He didn't know why you were crying, but he prayed that you'd be happy soon.
 "Thank you Russia... I'll protect you, no one will ever harm you when I'm around." You said just above a whisper, a look of promise lacing your silver eyes. Just as he had kept you safe, you would protect him. He had become to precious to let go...
 Russia smiled softly at you, joy shining deep in the purple depths of his eyes. "Thank you." He said in his soft voice before cuddling back up to you, seeking more warmth. The frost that had previously coated his body had melted, however he was still cold to the touch, and you could feel him shivering under your protective embrace.
 Your gaze shifted up to the window, and you noticed that you couldn't see the sun anymore. "It's getting late, Russia... We should go home now, da?" You said quietly, looking back down at him.
 "Da." He said, shifting slightly. After releasing him from the long hug, you stood up and led him to the door, holding his hand. You picked a few sunflowers before you left, swiftly putting them in your coat. Then you opened the door, causing a harsh, cold wind to bellow into the greenhouse.
 Leaning against the gust, you took Russia outside before quickly closing the door. The fluffy, light snowfall from before had turned into an angry, rampaging blizzard that assulted you from every direction.
 After taking a few steps, you heard a quiet whimper from behind you. You glanced back, seeing that Russia was now waist deep in snow, and shivering voilently. Gently, you reached down and picked him up, setting him on one shoulder.
 Russia murmured his thanks, but his words were snatched up by the raging storm. You wrapped one arm around his knees, holding him in place. As you walked, Russia wrapped one of his arms around your neck, making sure he wouldn't fall off.
 As you made your way to your house, which was just down the street, the brutal wind attacked you. Raising an arm to protect your eyes, you looked for the familiar shape of your house. However, visibility was very low, you could barely see two feet infront of you before everything turned white.
 Russia's scarf billowed out behind you as you two slowly made your way down the street. You kept your head down, studying the sidewalk and watching your step. Finally, you made it to your front door, and after fumbling with the keys for a minute or so, you two made it inside.
 However, the interior of your home wasn't any warmer than the temperature outside. You stepped inside, sighing when you realized that you forgot to turn on the heat before you left. You set Russia down and quickly shut the door, grateful to at least be sheltered from the wind.
 "Stay here, I'll be right back." You murmured, walking down the hallway to the thermostat. After trying to turn on the heat, you realized that, much to your dismay, the electricity was out. Your country received electricity from a hydroelectric power plant on the banks of the Pripyat River. But water was frozen over, and your citezens must've used the last of the power reserves.
 You walk back to the living room, and saw that Russia was once again shivering from the cold. "One moment little Russia. I'll get some heat going..." You murmured, walking over to the fireplace. After loading it up with wood, you picked up a match and set it ablaze. It took a few minutes, but after some gentle coaxing, you soon had a roaring fire.  
 There was a large red couch infront of the fireplace, which you dragged some pillows and a blanket over to. You sat down, patting the spot next to you for Russia. The small child slowly made his way over, struggling to get on the couch because of his short height.
 Chuckling, you picked him up, setting him down in your lap. Swinging your legs over, and pulling the blanket over you two, you pulled him close and gently stroked his hair. This caused Russia to warm up immediately, and he stopped shivering.
 Russia gazed up at you, and there's only one word to describe how he looked. Adorable. You smiled, and continued stroking his hair as the blizzard raged on outside. "______.... Will you sing me a lullaby...?" He asked quietly.
 Your eyes widened, staring at him in shock. Not once have you told the child Russia your name. Maybe he remembers a little bit....! "D-da.." You murmur, quickly wiping the shocked look off of your face.
 Gently, you started singing 'Safe and Sound,' which was what Russia sung to you in the helicopter. Russia sighed in contentment, his eyes slowly drifting to a close. By the end of the song, he was sound asleep. "Спокойной ночи, мой маленький друг." (Goodnight my little friend.) You say quietly while taking a sunflower out of your coat. You placed it ontop of Russia, then wrapped your arms around him before falling asleep by the warmth of the fireplace.
Okay okay, here's the real chapter 11. Sorry I didn't get it up 'in a few hours' as my April Fools chapter had said, I was ripped off of the computer unexpectedly. T.T Thank my parents for the delay.

ANYWAYS Hope you enjoyed it, idk when the next chapter will be out, I have to take the STAAR tests in the next two weeks. STAAR stands for State of Texas Assessment of Academic Readiness. It's what us Texeeans have to take to move on to the next grade. AKA, it's our 'dumb test.'

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I love to read this story over and over my favorite forever.